((Because I can be the proud daughter as loudly as I like.))
((My Mum works in the office of the school my brother and I used to go to. She's been there - oh, at least three years now, and compared to the last school she worked in she's both happier, better off and better paid, though not by much comparatively speaking. They don't give classroom assistants and office staff a lot of money.
However. Despite this, despite the fact that she was a stay-at-home mum for almost all my school life and had to get back into the (just then very intimidating) job market right after my Dad left, despite the fact that the jobs she'd had before these last two were babyitting a dear little girl, working in Tesco's when I was a baby and being a cleaning lady (which I thought was really cool, since the houses she worked at were usually really pretty), and despite worrying about having enough money to look after me and my brother...
...She's almost, almost paid off the entirety of the morgage on her house. In less than half the time her and Dad had worked out it would take.
And I'm so proud of her I could burst.
Love you, Mum.))
However. Despite this, despite the fact that she was a stay-at-home mum for almost all my school life and had to get back into the (just then very intimidating) job market right after my Dad left, despite the fact that the jobs she'd had before these last two were babyitting a dear little girl, working in Tesco's when I was a baby and being a cleaning lady (which I thought was really cool, since the houses she worked at were usually really pretty), and despite worrying about having enough money to look after me and my brother...
...She's almost, almost paid off the entirety of the morgage on her house. In less than half the time her and Dad had worked out it would take.
And I'm so proud of her I could burst.
Love you, Mum.))